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She picked up the hand cannon. “I get that a lot. She could not say who, not yet. If ever I could bring myself to ask you any favour, I would ask you to forget even as I have forgotten. Darrell stood erect in the bark, with his drawn sword in hand, prepared to repel the attack of his assailants, who, in their turn, seemed to await with impatience the moment which should deliver him into their power.
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